The White Peacock (A Draco Malfoy Fanfic)

Chapter 22: She Is Mine

Murphy's POV

I could barely remember what happened last night, let alone how I even made it to my bed. I sat up grabbing my head as I felt throbbing headache, I felt like I was dying.

"why did you let me do this to myself" I cry out to Anabelle and Cherry.

They were both already awake and sitting together in Anabelle's bed.

"I told you, she will learn her lesson" Anabelle chuckles.

"You both are terrible friends" I say walking over to join them on the bed.

"do you remember what happened last night?" Cherry says playfully.

"I remember I was kissing Blaise at some point, and I remember a lot of dancing, then I remember hitting the ground" I say trying to remember.

Anabelle and Cherry look over at each other and giggle.

"what are you both laughing at" I say dryly.

"you don't remember talking to Malfoy?" Cherry asks.

Slowly I start remembering seeing face and he was pissed.

"Kind of" I reply.

"Well I don't know what you guys were talking about, but it seemed like a really heated argument, thank goodness Blaise got to you before you passed out" Cherry explains.

"Really? You would trust my lifeless body with that man whore Blaise?" I exclaim in disbelief.

"Weirdly, Blaise was surprisingly caring the whole night like he even tried stopping you from drinking too much, almost like he was worried for you" Cherry says looking confused.

"Yeah and when he tucked you in and we returned back to the party he didn't talk to any other girls the rest of the night and trust me there were like 10 girls throwing themselves at him" Anabelle says sincerely.

"I did hear him call you his girl a couple times" Cherry says with a laugh.

I didn't know how I felt about Blaise, I suppose I would have to talk to him at some point.

Putting my still throbbing head into my hands and closing my eyes, I could feel myself start to slowly remember. I remember mostly Draco and a disapproving expression on his face, I remember him growling at Blaise for getting me drunk, and I remember his expression the moment I closed my eyes, he was worried.

After getting dressed and trying to look less like a corpse, I head down to the great hall to find everyone buzzing about the Gryffindor vs Slytherin Quidditch match today. I walked over to the Gryffindor table to drop off Harry's belongings he lent me. I heard Ron had made the team, and I could see how nervous he looked as I passed him.

I see Blaise all dressed up in his quidditch gear waving me down as I approach the table, he barked at Theodore to get up from the seat next to him so it would be free for me. I sat down next to him and immediately poured a glass of orange juice.

"Excellent hangover cure Murphy how are you feeling?" he says with a laugh.

"Better than I look" I reply after gulping down my juice.

"what are you talking about, you look perfect" he replies bashfully.

Why was he being weird? he seemed almost nervous, usually he's super cocky and flirty I thought.

"Thanks for helping me get into bed, and I'm sorry for how the night ended I'm sure that's not how you wanted it to go" I say with a chuckle.

"Yeah you are right I definitely didn't expect any of the things that happened last night" he says anxiously.